After listening to Jing Hongchen's words, Uncle Xiao smiled somewhat comically: "It's those words again, Jing Hongchen, I'm tired of hearing them."

"Even if you don't want to drag the Hongchen family into trouble, you can always go to the palace to find Kong Deming, right?"

"You were one of his favorite students. He was in seclusion at the time. As long as you invited him to come out, who would dare to act presumptuously?"

Jing Hongchen's angry mood gradually calmed down: "Mr. Kong also has royal blood. He has sworn that he will never intervene in any disputes between the royal family's descendants."

"At that time, he had already seen His Majesty's thoughts and did not interfere. However, he did not expect that His Majesty would be so decisive."

"Mr. Kong and I had the same idea. We thought that His Majesty was just forcing the late Emperor to abdicate. Who would have thought..."

Jing Hongchen's eyes suddenly dimmed, revealing a hint of sadness.

Uncle Xiao sneered: "No need to be pretentious, Jing Hongchen, I don't see you feeling any guilt towards the late emperor."

Facing Uncle Xiao's sarcasm, Jing Hongchen no longer acted so angry. It was obvious that both of them were used to arguing about this matter.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Huo Yuhao roughly understood the relationship.

It turned out that Xiao was one of He Caitou's father's old subordinates. When Emperor Sun and Moon launched a coup, Jing Hongchen got the news, but did not enter the palace to escort him.

In the end, Emperor Sun and Moon's coup was successful, and Xiao survived because he stayed in Mingde Hall.

"Although I am unworthy of the late emperor, my hall master is worthy of you, Xiao Ze." Jing Hongchen changed the subject and asked coldly, "In the past ten years, I have regarded you as a confidant. Only then did you remain anonymous in Mingde Hall.

It has not been liquidated by His Majesty."

"I personally protected many of the late emperor's subordinates and several married princesses from leaving Mingdu and sending them to other cities. Only one of them survived."

"After ten years in Mingdetang, this is half of your home. Are you so heartless to destroy it?"

"First, the alliance with the Noumenon Sect a few years ago failed, and now you want to blow up this place with your own hands?"

Jing Hongchen looked around at the ruins.

"It's a pity that the Noumenon Sect couldn't do it back then. It's not enough for you alone."

Uncle Xiao laughed twice: "I didn't want to do something so extreme originally, I just followed orders."

Jing Hongchen frowned slightly: "Acting on orders? Who?"

He turned to look at He Caitou lying on the ground: "You?"

The first time he saw He Caitou's appearance, he felt familiar.

"I still remember you. You were Shrek's exchange student and you represented the Tang Sect in this competition."

Uncle Xiao shouted: "Jing Hongchen, be brave!"

"This is the only bloodline of the late emperor left in the world, and His Highness the Prince."

When Jing Hongchen heard this title, he was completely stunned: "You mean... he is Prince Xu He? Prince Xu He is still alive?"

Uncle Xiao laughed and said, "Since you know you are with His Highness the Prince, why don't you kneel down and salute?"

Jing Hongchen fell into silence, looking at He Caitou with complicated eyes, never expecting that this former Shrek exchange student had such a true identity.

He hadn't noticed it during the exchange student period, but now he realized that He Caitou looked more and more like the late emperor.

He Caitou suddenly smiled miserably and said: "Jing Hongchen, come on, kill me, take my head and get promoted to a noble rank. You will always be the master of Mingde Hall."

The expression that He Caitou made the most today was smile, but it was completely different from the silly smile that hung on Huo Yuhao's lips all day long when they first met.

Now his smile is full of madness, and he is about to vent all the resentment of the past ten years before he dies.

After a long silence, Jing Hongchen said: "Prince Xu He, today's matter will no longer be pursued. I promise you in my honor as the master of Mingde Hall that I will go to the palace to find Mr. Kong and ask him to preside over it for you and the late emperor.

justice."

"It's too late to talk about justice now, hahaha." He Caitou raised his stiff arm and gestured vigorously, "Right away, the entire Mingde Hall, no, not just Mingde Hall, but also the palace, the entire

Mingdu... are all going to bury my father with him!"

As soon as these words came out, Jing Hongchen and Huo Yuhao were on alert at the same time.

Uncle Xiao sneered and said: "Jing Hongchen, I know very well that when you invited people from the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect to come, they helped you make a lot of ninth-level custom-made soul-guided artillery shells, right?"

"Let me guess, how many level-9 fixed soul-guided artillery shells does Mingdetang have in reserve now?"

"Twenty coins? Or thirty coins?"

Jing Hongchen's face condensed at first, and then gradually relaxed: "Xiao Ze, do you want to detonate the reserve of level nine customized soul-guided artillery shells in the underground warehouse of Mingdetang?"

"Then you're a bit crazy."

"How could I not know the power of level nine custom-installed soul-guided artillery shells? Of course, I will use the highest level of protection."

He turned to look at the hole next to him: "The warehouse is underground here, but as soon as Mingde Hall enters the alert state, the warehouse where the ninth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells are placed will immediately be protected by several ninth-level defense covers.

"

Uncle Xiao followed his words: "Yes, that's right, and if you want to use these ninth-level fixed soul guide shells, more than half of the ninth-level soul masters in Mingde Hall must be present at the same time to verify their identities, right?"

Jing Hongchen nodded: "Yes, the ninth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shell is an important weapon of the country. Even if I am the only one, I cannot use it without authorization."

"That's right, hahaha." Uncle Xiao laughed loudly after hearing this, "Guess what my identity has been since I left Mingde Hall in the past few years?"

"What?" Jing Hongchen was puzzled.

"I work under Xu Guozhong and help him look after the central arsenal."

Xiao Bo said: "Before coming to Mingde Hall, I had already placed dozens of timed high-explosive bombs in the ground next to the central arsenal. They will be detonated soon. There are tens of thousands of fixed soul-guided artillery shells inside."

Jing Hongchen frowned and said: "As an arsenal, the Central Arsenal is located a hundred meters underground and has unique protection. Even if it is detonated, the range that the explosion can affect is only a few kilometers at most..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before he finished speaking, Jing Hongchen’s face was already filled with astonishment. After he guessed Uncle Xiao’s intention, he yelled: "Asshole, you..."

Uncle Xiao laughed and said: "It's only a few kilometers, which is enough to blast through the underground warehouse of Mingdetang."

"The purpose of our coming to Mingde Hall is just to confirm that the level 9 fixed soul-guided artillery shells are here."

boom--

A loud noise sounded from outside Mingde Hall, and shock waves shook Mingde Hall along the ground.

Jing Hongchen's eyes showed unprecedented horror.

He Caitou coughed: "Don't worry, this is just a teaser bomb, but there are only two minutes before the real explosion."

"In two minutes, the central arsenal will be detonated, then Mingdetang, and then the entire Mingdu."

"Or can you call the ninth-level soul master from Mingde Hall back within two minutes to help you take away these cannonballs?"

"Or maybe eliminate all the timed high-explosive bombs we planted?"

"No one can run away, everyone should go see my father!"

His voice became more and more crazy, spreading throughout the empty underground base.

Suddenly, He Caitou's body felt light, and he felt a huge force grabbing his neck and lifting him up. He struggled to look at the other person, and it was Huo Yuhao who was gritting his teeth.

"He Caitou, no, Xu He, have you forgotten your last name?"

"For your revenge, you want to drag all the innocent people of Mingdu to be buried with you. Are you still not a human being?"

"people?"

He Caitou was stunned for a moment, then laughed hoarsely: "I have long ceased to be human. I turned into a ghost that night ten years ago!"

"Innocent? Those ignorant people don't care who the emperor is. Did they ever care about my father's death? Why should I care about them?"

"Yuhao, I'm sorry, I really can't wait any longer. I still need to avenge myself in person!"

Click——

The Ice Emperor's Ao crushed He Caitou's neck.

Until his death, He Caitou maintained that crazy smile.

It wasn't until the moment of death that he finally became himself.

He is the vengeful prince Xu He who carries a blood feud, not the honest and honest second senior brother and Caitou from Shrek and the Tang clan.

"My late Emperor, I will go see you right now!" Upon seeing this, Uncle Xiao exclaimed, fell to the ground and died, choosing to commit suicide.

Without time to care about the lives of these two people, Jing Hongchen shouted: "Lin Jiayi, go to the underground warehouse and open all the shields. The others quickly go to the ground to gather the students and fly to me. The higher you fly, the better, fast!"

After issuing the final command, Jing Hongchen turned into a stream of red light and disappeared into the underground base.

Huo Yuhao looked at He Caitou's body. The anger and murderous intent in his eyes did not dissipate with He Caitou's death, but became more and more intense.

For a time, annoyance, regret, sadness, anger...several negative emotions filled my heart together.

But he had no time to lament and vent, but used all his soul power to strengthen his mental detection.

"Yilao, can you use space magic to jump directly to where the arsenal is?" Huo Yuhao asked anxiously.

"No, you don't know the location of the arsenal, so you can't use space magic." Yi Lao asserted.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth reluctantly.

The thick ground and the metal of special materials blocked mental detection, making it impossible for him to directly perceive the location of the underground arsenal, and he was unable to detect the timed high-explosive bombs placed by Caitou and the others, let alone eliminate them.

Nothing can be done in two minutes.
To be continued...